She burned fully
and freely
Giving all,
taking all
She burned
freely and fully
It was easy. She
simply could.
She swayed and
crackled
Unmindful of the
gathering storm
She whipped,
turned, burst, drew
The storm grew
in spite of her.
He rained down,
fully and freely
Drenching all,
sparing none
He rained down,
freely and fully
It was easy. He
simply could.
He watched the
flame
Who swayed and
crackled
He watched the
flame dance and whirl
He wanted the
flame. He simply did.
They met with a
lusty collision
That shook a
god's throne and made him roar
Light zigged and
the sky boomed
It was
cacophony. Love cacophony.
The flame grew
into an inferno
That couldn't be
quenched
The flame grew
with the storm
Which couldn't
be vapour at all.
And the world
groaned and the children cried
As they met and
destroyed the crust, mantle
And the world
cried and the children groaned
They were so
very close to the core.
But the flame
flickered, softened.
And suddenly
shrank
And shrivelled weakly,
palely
And shrank and
shrank and shrank.
He howled with
pain
The horizon
screamed with noise and light
He bellowed with
grief
And the sky
spilt, again and again and again.
But the flame
shrank, the dance done
And the flame
shrank and the flame sighed
It burned
sweetly, today once more
And the flame
shrank and the flame died.
They cowered
beneath the shelter
The children,
the mother, the family
They waited for
hell and heaven and the gods and him
They waited to
die.
Nothing burned
and nothing soaked
She was gone and
he went with her
He never rained,
never again
He left, with
her last sigh.
Now the world
groaned and the children cried
They raged for a different reason.
They lived
because of noise and light
And force and
colour and her and him.
But now, cracks
along wounded crust
Stinking carcass
and rotten breath
Now, just vast
brown and vast blank empty
Empty, empty,
empty, empty...
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